"Zi Qian, you are the last hope of our Heavenly Dragon Palace!" Long Wuyong's silent eyes looked at Long Zi Qian.

"Master, I will win!" Long Ziqian's face was expressionless at the moment, looking at Long Fengxuan lightly, and the murderous aura exuded without hesitation.

This scene that happened in the Tianlong Palace was seen in the eyes of the masters of the major holy lands, and there was a feeling of sadness for the rabbit and the fox, who knows if the fate of the Tianlong Palace today will be their own fate tomorrow, starting from Shi Yan, everyone's performance is too strong.

One by one, they refreshed their upper limits, especially before Zuo Tianya's people arrived before the sword arrived, they directly made the genius disciples of Tianlong Palace have no power to resist.

At that moment, Long Ziqian's murderous aura Long Fengxuan quickly noticed it, glanced at Long Ziqian lightly, and then turned his gaze to the moon desert behind Long Wuyong, the same awe-inspiring murderous aura was undisguised.

Yue Mo has been behind Long Wuyong, and most of Shi Yan's eyes are on Long Wuyong's body, so most people think that Long Wuyong has done something angry and resentful, and at this moment, Long Fengxuan unabashedly showed his killing intent to Yue Mo, which made the heads of the major holy lands talk about it again.

Long Wuyong struggled to stand up with the support of Yue Mo, and he clearly sensed Long Fengxuan's killing intent, it was a kind of hatred that hurt into the bone marrow.

What is this for, Long Wuyong really wants to know at this moment, this is not all the holy lands united to deal with the Heavenly Dragon Palace, but the personal disciples of the holy land have a deep hatred with the Heavenly Dragon Palace, this hatred has gone beyond the essence of the Ten Thousand Swords Festival, and it is purely for revenge.

Long Wuyong asked himself in his heart, he didn't know these people at all, he hadn't even seen them in person, he really didn't know why he would offend these people, Shi Yan, Leng Hanruo and even Zuo Tianya were like this, and this Sword Soul Sect disciple in front of him, he never dreamed that the initiator of all this thing was Yue Mo behind him.

The killing intent exuded by Long Ziqian was just a simple expression of his dissatisfaction with other holy lands, and he knew that the last challenger was Long Fengxuan, so the evil qi poured into Long Fengxuan.

And Long Fengxuan has no fear, the power of the Yuanying realm is also slowly emanating, about the murderous aura Long Ziqian doesn't know anything, compared with Long Fengxuan, the unforgettable pain of the dragon battle is buried deep in Long Fengxuan's heart, and now the goal of revenge is in front of him, at the moment Long Fengxuan's condensed murderous aura is abnormal, and even all the disciples of the Fairy Sword Valley can't help but have a cold face, trembling from the bottom of their hearts, it's too scary.

"Two, please come on stage one by one!" At this time, Zuo Ziyang knew that there was no room for recovery, the two of them were at the tip of the needle, murderous, if he didn't speak, he was afraid that the two of them would start to do it immediately.

"Don't say anything about Jiu Yang, Long Ziqian of the Heavenly Dragon Palace came to ask for advice on the Sword Soul Sect's high moves!"

Long Ziqian was murderous, striding through the sky, Zuo Ziyang's words stopped in his ears, and the challenge needed to act according to the rules, so he didn't wait for Long Fengxuan to speak before he took the lead in walking towards the place of the A-word ring.

"Hahaha, Tianlong Palace is quite backbone, but this doesn't mean anything, it's just a dying struggle!"

Shi Yan's voice came out without warning, and while laughing wildly, he pointed at Long Wuyong with disdain, his expression was full of arrogance, and this scene made Long Wuyong's whole body tremble.

"Too much deception!"

Long Ziqian shouted, as the only remaining seedling in the Heavenly Dragon Palace, the purple true yuan ran wildly, bursts of lightning and thunder slowly condensed, with the spread of tears, Long Ziqian's eyes were filled with purple light, and the purple pupils exuded a strange light.

"Boom....", it seemed to respond to Long Ziqian's movements, and the sky was also thunderous in an instant, and Long Ziqian's movements actually triggered a vision of heaven and earth.

"It is worthy of being the last hole card of the Heavenly Dragon Palace, Lei Linggen has such a big momentum just by running, can that disciple of the Sword Soul Sect win it?"

Many disciples of the Immortal Sword Valley thought so, including the masters of the major holy lands, Long Wuyong's face at the moment also became a little better, and Long Ziqian's performance was beyond his expectations.

"Lei Linggen, even if Long Wuyong stands here today, I can't save you, I, Long Fengxuan, will do what I say, and the journey of the Ten Thousand Swords Festival of the Heavenly Dragon Palace will end here!"

When everyone was amazed at Long Ziqian's strength, Long Fengxuan also moved, and the azure true yuan was also running wildly, unlike Long Qingyi, the same azure true yuan, at the moment when Long Fengxuan was running, there was a sense of slaughter in the entire void.

"Sonorous ....." Long Fengxuan's face turned cold, and as the azure true yuan covered Long Fengxuan's body, the huge sword dao figure behind him slowly condensed and formed, and the fierce sword qi true yuan was impressive, and the eyes of the people who had always been focused on Long Fengxuan's body.

"Sword ..... sword soul?"

As the sword path phantom behind Long Fengxuan slowly condensed and formed, the fierce sword qi continued to emanate, Long Fengxuan's long hair moved without wind, his clothes grinned, and the infinite sword qi spread out from Long Fengxuan's body, and the killing intent was like a circle of invisible ripples, shrouding everyone's hearts.

"Sword Domain ......"

Just when Long Fengxuan condensed the true essence of the sword, Zuo Ziyang did tremble violently, he couldn't be more familiar with this sword qi, Long Fengxuan's sword path completely carried the sword path of the sword floating, it can be seen from here that Long Fengxuan is the real mantle of the sword floating.

The original three realms of the sword, the sword intent, the sword net and the sword momentum, and the sword floated to comprehend and walked out of the new sword path one by one sword domain, this kind of sword path has not been handed down in the entire cultivation world, the reason is that the comprehension of the sword domain is too difficult, but the power is not inferior to the other three kinds of sword path, and there are even outstanding points.

At the moment, Long Fengxuan can perfectly inherit the sword path of the sword, I am afraid that this Long Fengxuan is the biggest opponent of Zuo Tianya in this Ten Thousand Swords Festival, Zuo Ziyang thought of so much in an instant, and the masters of other holy lands are also full of thoughts, although it is not a sword cultivation, but it does not hinder their vision, and the sword path that Long Fengxuan shows at the moment They are indeed knowledgeable.

"The first battle of the Heavenly Sword, the first battle of the dust!"

In the shocked gaze of everyone, Long Fengxuan's cold voice came out, and the huge sword path phantom behind him had condensed into a substance at this moment.

Long Fengxuan slowly raised the sword finger in his right hand, and the huge cyan sword soul followed Long Fengxuan's movements, and the long sword condensed in his hand was also raised high.

Indifferently looking at Long Ziqian, who controlled the thunder and lightning, Long Fengxuan's right hand sword finger swiped slightly, and the huge sword qi suddenly condensed, and in an instant, the sword qi was extremely powerful, and it slashed towards Long Ziqian fiercely, and the void was shattered everywhere he went, drawing flaws one after another.

"Don't even draw your sword?"

Long Ziqian's purple eyes couldn't see his eyes clearly at the moment, but he could hear Long Ziqian's anger from his words, Long Fengxuan actually wanted to solve himself casually, it was too contemptuous.

"Double Dragon Fist one by one!"

Long Ziqian was full of anger, thunder and lightning spread all around, and the momentum reached its peak in an instant, with his big drink, bursts of dragon chanting came from afar, at this moment Long Ziqian's fists were clenched, and the two purple thunder dragons slowly condensed and formed, the thunder dragon phantom hovered above his arms, his eyes exuded red light, and his arms were like coiling dragon pillars, perched on two thunder dragons, and he met Long Fengxuan's huge sword qi fiercely. 、

"Boom ......."

A loud noise came, and the sword qi and the thunder bombarded together, and the entire martial arts arena shook several times again, and the ring and other buildings near the A-shaped ring turned into nothingness.

A visible ripple came from the place of the explosion and spread out in all directions, forming a shockwave that destroyed the entire martial arts arena where it could be destroyed, and with the explosion produced countless disgust and dust, obscuring everyone's view.

"Zizi .........."

With the sound of the explosion and the sound of the electric current, the thunder and lightning arc spread everywhere, and the crackling was also raging the entire martial arts arena, who would have thought that the bombardment of Long Fengxuan and Long Ziqian could actually cause such a sensational scene.

Zuo Ziyang frowned, and floated and sank "brush, brush, brush" to fight fires everywhere, extinguishing the shockwave and the place where the thunder and lightning were raging, and then looked at the place where the nail ring was.